And That Reminds Me

I hear the sound of music, Your favorite kind of music. And that reminds me dear of you. I see the summer roses, Your favorite kind of roses And that reminds me to of you, dear {cifras:[email protected]} If I could hear no music, If there could be no roses No summer nights to make me dream as I do. Perhaps, I might forget you. But in my heart I know (mudar o tom) That I need no reminder to miss you so. I hear the sound of music... --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- letras: www.cifras.com.br